wedding details

Wine bottles are a key element in our wedding. We're using wine bottles as part of the centerpieces and designing custom labels (my fiancee's hobby) that will have the menu and reception program printed on them. They will also display the table number. These are the bottles after he scraped off the labels. They are still sitting in the guest bathroom as I type.

And so the countdown begins...

I get married on a Thursday...then again on Saturday...it's crazy, I know. Why would anyone subject themselves to multiple days of this? Well, fortunately I love weddings and I love wedding planning...so I suppose for me it isn't so bad. At least some days, and then other days I remember why it was a completely ridiculous thing to agree to but, anyway....why I'm really posting. I got my new shoes in the mail yesterday. I know. I know. I already bought shoes, and they were flats and they are fabulous. But I purchased a short Priscilla of Boston number for the end of the night, which means I need some fabulous dancing shoes...heels, of course. So they came in and I am in love. They have cushioned soles and are oh so comfy.

and then there were 3

Well, there are only 13 days until my wedding and now I'm down to three bridesmaids. One got pregnant, and now another has to drop out for health reasons. I swear...I should have known something like this would happen. It's not a wedding unless something bad happens. So now I have extra groomsmen, spent money on dresses that won't be worn, and have to figure out what to do...but what can be done at this point?

one wedding down, two more to go

Okay, my favorite couple just got married this past weekend. So much fun! It was beautiful, they were beautiful, it was simply fantastic. Now on to my wedding....which I am not really looking forward to right now because I know that I will not be as laid back as my friends were this past weekend. I'm a bit more of a bridezilla, admittedly. So let's see how it goes. I would post pics some of my wedding details, but somehow I keep getting an internal error. Oh well, next time.

4th of July

The first holiday celebrated in the new place. Fourth of July. I'm not really into Fourth of July festivities. The Fourth conjures up images of lakes, picnics, and barbeques. Not a big fan of any of those things, mostly because I think of bugs when I think of outdoor summer time activities. Our Fourth did not consist of any of these things. Woke up to rearranging, cleaning, and working. Not particularly fun, but not bad either because I am strangely in the mood to clean. Basically because I am procrastinating. The day did end on a nice note though. Our building has large balconies on the 18th, 19, and 20th floors. They opened up the 18th floor balcony to everyone in the building. It was really nice. We could see pretty much every fireworks show in the Oklahoma City and the surrounding suburbs and exurbs. It was really nice.

Moving In and Moving On

Last Friday we moved into our new apartment. It's lovely. The views of the city are so nice, that for a moment I forget that I live in Oklahoma City. I'm not completely moved in though. Half of my clothes, none of my shoes, nothing but furniture and some kitchen items for now. Not even my dog. We spent Friday and Saturday painting the apartment. Just a touch here and there. A red wall in the living room, some stripes in the bedroom. It was a bit of a fiasco because he decided he didn't like the green we picked out for the stripes. We spent Tuesday night repainting the stripes "black currant" - a purply brown. The biggest ordeal of all was going to IKEA on Sunday. I love IKEA. I could live in IKEA. But going to IKEA is oh so bittersweet. You get there all pumped with a plan, but then you go in and it is endless. By the time I get downstairs for the real shopping, I'm exhausted, I don't care anymore, I just want to leave. But when you get downstairs you're barely half way and it keeps going. We left with a bed, dresser, entertainment unit, and some random kitchen accessories. Not nearly everything we wanted, but that's okay. We'll be back. The thing about moving is how much you end up leaving behind. The hardest thing for me right now is riding the line of acceptability with my parents about this whole thing. I get married next month and I'm moving in...prematurely in my parent's eyes. My parents are of the mindset that one does not live with a boy...not even the boy you are engaged to. Although, they have taken it fairly well there is a comment here and there that makes me feel somewhat uncomfortable about the situation. Like I should keep it a secret that I will soon be living here permanently. It may seem odd, but my parents are Vietnamese. To them this is the problem with kids growing up in America. Too much independence, and not enough respect for family and traditional values. I respect them. I even believe it is important to uphold the traditions from the old country. Because if I don't, how will there be any connection with our relatives in Vietnam. It would be disrespectful beyond measure. But I'm also a 27 year old attorney who has never truly lived on her own. Sure, there were those four years in college, but I brought my laundry home on the weekends and they paid for my living expenses...so that doesn't really count. Now is the time that embark on something just for me.

Cupcakes

Last night I made cupcakes for my friend's shower today. I think they turned out pretty good. Piping frosting out of a bag is fun but is a pain to clean, especially if you're piping red colored frosting. I will start to experiment with decorating options next time. This time I figured rosettes were safest.